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Top Five Motown Covers

GUYS GUYS GUYS! After a hugely successful run on Broadway and a US Tour, Motown The Musical is coming to the West End next Spring! Whilst I can sometimes be a leeeeetle bit snobby about Jukebox Musicals (though I swear to god, the day that Cher’s back catalogue is turned into a musical I will claw out the eyes of a thousand bitches to get my hands on a part in that) I am SUPER excited about this one simply because I’m such a massive fan of the soundtrack. SMOKEY, STEVIE AND  ...

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Top Five: Rik Mayall Moments

What a sad, sad day. We wave farewell to one of the most bonkers and brilliant actors of our time, the incomparable Rik Mayall. Shouty and sweary, blustery and often a bit swoony Mr Mayall made me chuckle and giggle in the naughtiest way as I grew up. So here’s my top five favourite moments of his. 1. Bottom (1991) Mayall and Edmonson as the terrible twosome Eddie and Ritchie, spending their days shouting and beating each other up in the grubbiest flat in Hammersmith made for  ...

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Top Five Lady Inventions

It’s wicked being a woman. Honestly, it’s swell. We have tits, can talk about our feelings and shit without cringing and we are born with inherent knowledge of how to do the Macarena and Whigfield’s ‘Saturday Night’. However, there’s always ways to make the world easier, so here’s my list of TOP FIVE lady type things I wish would HURRY UP and be invented: • Tights that do not ladder. Allow this flimsy leg gossamer, I need a pair of opaques that can  ...

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Top Five: Reasons why January is gash

It’s true, Christmas is finally over. The naked, shedding trees have been slung shivering to the kerb, the fairy has been packed up in the loft to once again rub shoulders with the old rocking horse and rusty, dusty exercise bike and even the Bountys have been eaten from the celebrations tin. The glitter has faded from the hootenanny of the 31st and January has reared up at us like a velociraptor with PMT. It’s not the greatest month in the world let’s be honest.  ...

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